The Tragically Hip – Looking For A Place To Happen (Ukulele)

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Verse #1:

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I follow every little whiff

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And I want my life to smell like this

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Find a place, an ancient race,

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the kind you'd like to gamble with

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Where they'd stamp on burning bags of shit.

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Makin' stops along the way...

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It's a shame to leave this masterpeice,

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With its gallery gods and its garbage bag trees 

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So I'll paint a scene, from memory

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So I'd know who murdered me,

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It's vain pursuit but it helps me to sleep.

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Makin' stops along the way...

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I'll put you're coat up on the bed.

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Hey man you got a real bum's eye for clothes

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And come on in, sit right down.

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No you're not the first to show,

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we've all been here since, God who knows?

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Makin' stops along the way...